Introspection Rispetto Poems

It's partial to Winter's bark gloom and weed bite—
Then comes Spring with his light massaging through stone,
In cold spots along her dark towering spine—
That lovers...

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So many teachers, each affirming their view,
makes us smile, for these folks see not ego’s guile,
shape-shifting scripts that unendingly renew
belief we adopt and then flaunt...

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Hypnosis cuts off conscious mind
but for souls who’re free from thought flow,
those heart-centric, divine aligned,
trance state for them is a strict no.

Being tied not to...

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Of Gunas three, Tamas holds sway,
cajoling consciousness to rest,
though the child in us wants to play,
of zest and zeal we’re dispossessed.

Heart contracted and soul’s stance...

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I crawl into my pyramid of crystal;
beside a singing lake of sunlit waters.
I meditate here as the lovely notes call;
I watch the wildflowers dance with...

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When lattice of jasmines unfurls like a veil
I pause in my terrace  littered with starglow,
As quietude circles lulled breaths to inhale
The tempo of nightfall...

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When seeking solace, with worries on my mind
the rhythmic motion of the waves comforts me
Lone coastal walks afford the chance to unwind 
I’m spellbound by...

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There's a place I sometimes visit in my mind,
where skies steal the soft color of robins' eggs.
Breezes brush through golden sea oats and I find
soft,...

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CONFUSING

                       
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The organ played the psalm 
unto the grieving
somehow to balm the feelings 
of the living
as though no dark deceiver 
had come thieving.
Memories are the gift...

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Somehow it seems life loses joy
A game, perhaps a twisted ploy
An end to those most tender years
The zest is gone, but life goes on
Till her...

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(Sonnetina Rispetto) 


Day by day with God make my way 
And to him I can always pray 
Doesn't matter wherever I go 
Life can be...

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The world has not ended though the penitents wait
at Chichen Itza, and Tikal sentient's pace. 
Yet, one more prediction one more failed debate 
perhaps, a...

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The Lord's voice radiates through my thoughts and soul
Igniting joy, He shines brighter than the sun 
Creation astounds me, His name I extol  
Rising...

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A dark and evil place of dying hopes
Walls thick, cold crawling with vermin weeping sound
Musty smell induced by acidic yellow soaps
Every part of the wasting...

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